Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Giving a shit doesn’t begin to describe how I feel when I pull up in front of the building and she walks outside. My heart belongs to the cute little blonde with the big baby belly making her way to my Rover. Leaving the engine running, I hop out and hurry around the front so I can open her door and help her up into the seat. Then I pull the seat belt around her, laughing when I feel her baby girl kick my hand. “It’s almost like she knows I’m here and is saying hello.”
Aubrey smiles up at me. “We spend so much time together; I wouldn’t be surprised if she recognizes your voice.”
“If she doesn’t yet, she will soon,” I promise as I shut the door and go back around to my side. I like the idea a fuck of a lot more than I’m willing to admit to her. I don’t think she’s ready to hear that I already feel as territorial about her daughter as I do her. I might not have been there when she was created, but the baby is more mine than the piece of shit who’d gotten Aubrey pregnant. The thought of how scared Aubrey sounded when she mentioned him has my hands clenching into fists. I take a deep breath to calm myself down before I climb into the SUV and pull away from the curb.
“You want me to stop and pick anything up on our way home?”
She lets out a deep sigh and rubs her belly. “A magic pill that will put me into labor?”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I don’t think they carry those anywhere around here.”
Folding her arms over her belly, she sighs again. “We should invent them. I bet we’d make millions off something like that.”
Even with a frown on her beautiful face, she’s so fucking cute I can’t help but chuckle. “How good are you at chemistry?”
“Not good enough for something like that,” she grumbles. “I only took it in high school, not college. My classes there were all pretty much focused on my accounting degree. It was the only way I could convince my brother to pay for it.”
Her blue eyes go wide before her gaze darts to the window. She barely ever talks about her family, and whenever she lets something slip about them, she acts like she’s waiting for me to grill her about them.
Instead, I ignore the mention of her brother and change the subject. When she’s ready to share more, I’ll be here to listen. “Then I guess we’ll have to come up with some other idea to make our millions.”
“It’s not even the loss of money that disappoints me.” She rubs her hands over belly. “It’s just that I’m more than ready to give birth to my baby girl, but she seems to be happy staying right where she is.”
“What did the doctor say?”
“I’m not technically overdue until I’m past the forty-two-week mark.”
Thinking about her appointment last week, I ask, “You’re forty weeks now, right?”
“Yup, today, as a matter of fact. It’s supposed to be my due date.” She looks down at her belly and adds, “Which means you’re supposed to come out now.”
“Only five percent of babies are born on their due date.”
Her blonde hair spills over her shoulder as she tilts her head to the side. “How do you know that?”
I shift in my seat and shrug. “I looked it up online.”
“I guess I should’ve asked; why do you know that?”
“Researching shit is kind of my thing.” I run a hand through my hair as I stop at a red light then look at her. “And I figured it couldn’t hurt if I knew more about pregnancies.”
“Couldn’t hurt, huh?” She quirks a brow at me, her lips tilting up at the edges. “You shouldn’t try to play this down when it’s super sweet that you went to all that effort for me.”
“Looking up stuff about pregnancies online didn’t take a whole lot of effort.” I take her hand and brush my lips over her knuckles before setting it back down on her belly. Compared to everything I want to do for you, it’s barely a drop in the bucket, I think but don’t say. “There are a lot of reasons why it would be hard for the doctor to pinpoint when you’re due.”
“I know exactly when my baby was conceived.”
I clench the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turn white. The thought of her with another guy sparks an irrational jealousy inside me. It’s not like I don’t have a past of my own or even that I think she wants to have anything to do with that asshole again. Especially not with the darkness I saw in her bright eyes the one time she mentioned him to me.
“Hey,” she whispers, reaching out to stroke my arm as I pull into the parking lot at our apartment building. “The only good thing that came out of that night was my baby.”